Ever feel so lost in the word that emotionally you're done, mentally your drained, spiritually you feel dead and physically you smile, well thats the story of my life. Growing up had its up and downs, but it was harder for my parents struggling with addiction.
When I was really little my parents split up, and my dad married someone else. It was really hard for my mom. Instead of choosing the right path, she fell down a black hole. Relying on drugs and alcohol, like it was the only thing she had. But who can blame her she had her heart broken and her daughter was taken away from her. I was just over a year old at the time and I lived with my dad and my step mom. My mom fought every day to get back on her own two feet, but every day a new obstacle would come her way. A really hard time for my mom was when she came to visit me, and I called her by he3r real name and not mom, because I didn't know who she was. That is something no parent should ever have to go through.
Life was a constant uphill battle. Thinking drugs are good for you. Everytime you shoot a little bit of heroin in your veins, you think what you doing is good for yourself not realizing how much harm it is doing to the people around you.
Not only was my mom fighting to see me, but she had another kid, JJ my brother. Drugs and alcohol don’t get your mind thinking right, so every choice you make is not the smartest. Having to babysit your mother, and see her going through so much pain must have been really hard for my brother. My father might seem like the good guy, but before I came along it was a different story. My father was the bad of the baddest. He had no rules in his rule book. Drugs and alcohol was like a fuel for him to get up and do something each day. He was strung out, the drug addict, the liar, the cheat, and the thief but he didn't care.
When I was born my dad finally said enough was enough. He took his life into his own two hands. My mom started to get the help she needed, and got to see me once in awhile as her daughter. They both turned their lives around and thats all that matters. If they were to have kept on that path I would either be dead or living without my parents.
I know what its like to have parents her on earth but on a different planet. Due to the choices they made it was hard for me to feel like they were even related to me. It was like they were standing right in front of me but
I didn't know who they were.
All I can say is I got lucky. They both were lucky enough to stop that painful addiction, and focus on their child. I know it must have been hard for them to stop, but it was the best thing, most important choice they have ever made. At first it seems like there is no hope, but it does get better, you just have to keep your head up high, and don't let drugs and alcohol convince you to throw your life away.
Ever feel so lost in the word that emotionally you're done, mentally your drained, spiritually you feel dead and physically you smile, well thats the story of my life. Growing up had its up and downs, but it was harder for my parents struggling with addiction.
When I was really little my parents split up, and my dad married someone else. It was really hard for my mom. Instead of choosing the right path, she fell down a black hole. Relying on drugs and alcohol, like it was the only thing she had. But who can blame her she had her heart broken and her daughter was taken away from her.
I was just over a year old at the time and I lived with my dad and my step mom. My mom fought every day to get back on her own two feet, but every day a new obstacle would come her way. A really hard time for my mom was when she came to visit me, and I called her by he3r real name and not mom, because I didn't know who she was. That is something no parent should ever have to go through.
Life was a constant uphill battle. Thinking drugs are good for you. Everytime you shoot a little bit of heroin in your veins, you think what you doing is good for yourself not realizing how much harm it is doing to the people around you.
Not only was my mom fighting to see me, but she had another kid, JJ my brother. Drugs and alcohol don’t get your mind thinking right, so every choice you make is not the smartest. Having to babysit your mother, and see her going through so much pain must have been really hard for my brother.
My father might seem like the good guy, but before I came along it was a different story. My father was the bad of the baddest. He had no rules in his rule book. Drugs and alcohol was like a fuel for him to get up and do something each day. He was strung out, the drug addict, the liar, the cheat, and the thief but he didn't care.
When I was born my dad finally said enough was enough. He took his life into his own two hands. My mom started to get the help she needed, and got to see me once in awhile as her daughter. They both turned their lives around and thats all that matters. If they were to have kept on that path I would either be dead or living without my parents.
I know what its like to have parents her on earth but on a different planet. Due to the choices they made it was hard for me to feel like they were even related to me. It was like they were standing right in front of me but
I didn't know who they were.
All I can say is I got lucky. They both were lucky enough to stop that painful addiction, and focus on their child. I know it must have been hard for them to stop, but it was the best thing, most important choice they have ever made. At first it seems like there is no hope, but it does get better, you just have to keep your head up high, and don't let drugs and alcohol convince you to throw your life away.